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This book has been read and it's contents approved of by the NAGBBBA (North American Grizzly,Brown & Black Bear Association....(Although not verified, it is rumored that the Pope has put his blessing on it's message.)
Apparently this important book on the basics of personal hygiene needs to be more widely disseminated.
I am pretty damn tired of pulling into an otherwise pristine camping spot only to find the nearby brush full of other people's shit tickets.
"peevnr" was the word:-)
Sadly, I bought this book many years ago and was sadly disappointed that it wasn't a joke book. Prolly still got it around here somewhere.
While it may be a book of revelations for liberals, it's mostly just a lot of obvious recommendations about where on the stream to camp in relation to the herd.
Well, judging by the hikes I've taken through various parklands, I can say that the majority of people need an education on the proper art of burying their toilet paper. Though I suspect women to be the biggest culprits of this.
Step One: Dig small hole using either a stick or rock
Step Two: Do your business
Step Three: Bury contents then place large rock or stick/leaf debris on top
Step Four: Clean hands with hand sanitizer
Every woman should have one of these in her backpack as it pretty much eliminates the need for toilet paper altogether. Or at the very least, the need to completely remove your pants.
Thanks TUA. Now I have a new name for schwantz...We can call it a "masculine uninary director."...cool
Yeah sure, TUA. You could slide down a small tree too, you know for the clean up.
Ozaob
I actually own this book. It was sent to me as a gag, I think. I kept it in the crapper, naturally, and would read a page or two--or a chapter or two, depending on the need for an extended sitting session.
Not all bad, as it seeks to solve the problems of ever-increasing numbers of people enjoying the great outdoors. Simply burying your poo isn't enough, as local critters WILL dig it up. Since, unless you fall in the large predator cage at the zoo, we are the top of the food chain, our poo apparently still has lots of nutritional yummy goodness for the woodland creatures.
Plus, it spreads stink and pestilence after being dug up.
The book also notes what to do when you are in extreme areas--high peaks and such, where there's little by way of vegetation, just rocks. See "frosting a rock" which is every bit as nasty as you can imagine.
Or what to do when you have to poo above the snow line--apparently, frozen poo could last for millenia! (Unless, of course, glowball warmening is real. Then all that frozen poo will thaw and come screaming down the valley like last Saturday's all you can eat burritos and taquitos at the colorectal adventure palace.)
Really, if everyone who visited yor favorite hiking trail just dropped trou and left their business wherever they pleased, the woods would smell like a bunch of animals lived there.
--Chuck
You could slide down a small tree too, you know for the clean up.
Ewwww....yuck.